Monday, September 29, 2008
I hang my head because it also seems that as I turn eight I am also turning the corner heading towards that awkward stage. So, here are this weeks pictures. Robbin, I promise you will start feeling a lot better if I have to post a few more weeks.
But first here is a picture of my mother and father just because I thought it was a cool throwback picture. I don't know where my dad got that jacket but I think it is very dapper and the dress...
Well, finally Easter 1974 they gave "us us free." We were able to leave the house and pose in the front yard. I guess the sun is bright when you don't get out often. Michael is almost 17 with a J-5 and Bryan is 14. Oh yea, my mother made all three of our outfits so that is where I get the whole "Susie Homemaker thing."
Another thing I realized with this project is that every school picture (5x7 and 8x10) for my brothers from kindergarten to high school graduation are there. Uh...where are my pictures? I did find this one from third grade. I remember this was a deep purple and ORANGE ensemble.
This is me and another one of my cousins, I just had to show you the shiny shirt and crocheted vest. Today is she is a great mom of three teens and tweens.
Friday, September 26, 2008
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Him: Hey how was your day?
Me: Good but I'm exhausted. I painted the rooms today and everything hurts and I need a massage.
Him: You painted? That's interesting, I thought you were waiting for Luke. What kind of painting did you do that requires a massage?
Me: I am 5 feet tall painting 9 foot ceilings. That's a lot of work.
Him: Are you sure you're that tall? You know what the old folks would tell you to do.
Me: What's that find a new honey?
Him: No. Get in a tub of hot water and Epsom salt.
The kids room project was a big leap for me and now I am feeling a little more brave. Thanks for the encouragement.
Haze you were right, I feel a HUGE sense of accomplishment. My nails are a wreck and every muscle hurts but I look at it and still can't believe I did all this work.
I was so inspired by the early pictures of Gracie's room, Robbin's mom and the bamboo flooring, Celeste and her pretty two tone room, and Marcia who paints amazing freehand designs.
Take a look and let me know what you think. The colors look off in the pictures but the comforter and red trim are the same color the yellow is a warm gold yellow.
You may want to adjust the SOUND.
I am going to chose five pictures from this group (there are a lot to chose from) are going in the bathroom over the tub/shower.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
You know I've been working on the kids room. It started off easy, I scoured the web for a cute unisex comforter set -- found. I looked for furniture -- found at a bargain, first order denied, second set finally arrived. I chose primary colors with a modern twist then to my surprise I couldn't find a simple dark red shower curtain. Terri tried to help me out even offered up one of her own. Thank you Terri. By that time I had decided that if I could find a nice print I'd make a shower curtain. How hard could that be? It wasn't hard at all. I found the pattern at IKEA and once I realized that I'd have some fabric left over I decided why not make curtains for the windows in the bedroom. Two valance later I had a few more scraps so why not go out buy some fabric, use the scraps and make a valance for the bathroom window too. I won't tell you how far I drove to get a few more yards of this trim I fell in love with.
I never set out to make a shower curtain or window treatments and I definitely never thought about painting. I don't even paint my nails, I go to the salon for that. Well, I called my friendly contract who always fits me in and he said it would take almost two weeks before he could paint. Uh...that just won't work. The furniture was due to arrive Monday morning at 10am. I sat around on Sunday and kept thinking to myself, "Self...I said, don't even think about it you don't know how to paint." I lay on the floor in the kids room looking at the white walls and remembered what my mother always said, "Nothing beats a failure but a try."
I went to Home Depot and met the AlD (for short) the female paint guru. OMG! I took samples of the fabric and knew what I wanted to match. She went on and on and on and on and...well you get it. She went on about paint and drying time. She questioned my color choices and why I was so insistent on painting. She impressed herself with her ability to use to the color match machine to match my color so perfectly. Then she said, "You know with RED paint you have to have a blocking primer." At this point I just wanted my paint but she had to show me the color chart about what happens when you put red paint on white walls, how you have to wait hours between coats. Whatever, I just got up the nerve to paint and she is now trying to rob me of my right to completely mess it up.
I did it! By the time I finished painting the room it was really late at night and I only hoped that it would look reasonably could in the sunlight. Well, I finished the yellow part of the room and bathroom before the furniture was delivered. Today I have to tackle the RED that requires a coat of stinky gray primer and two coats. Thank goodness it is only the trim.
Here is a picture. More to follow.
Monday, September 22, 2008
Friday, September 19, 2008
But I can remember landing in Missoula, MT and having a real sense of, "Where am I and am I suppose to be here?" I had the same reaction in Medford, OR but not so much in Clackamas. That's nothing against those places I had amazing trips but I did feel like I was in an area of the country that just didn't feel like a natural fit. It's added pressure to know that hours after landing I will have to face room of 30-40 strangers in a strange (as in unfamiliar) place and hold their attention for two or three days.
This week I made another trek out west and took these pictures after landing in Salt Lake City, UT. It was my first trip to SLC, another good trip and I found a really good Indian restaurant.
Since my trip to Wichita, KS just got canceled I guess I will attempt to paint my children's bedroom. I am crafty but I'm no painter. I am overwhelmed by the thought of it but inspired by some of the work I've seen the other mom's do.
I can turn the grayest sky blue. I can make it rain whenever I want it to. Oh, I can build a castle from a single grain of sand. I can make a ship sail on dry land. But, my life is incomplete and I'm so blue because I can't get next to you.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
These are the second set of beds that I ordered. With the first beds I waited six weeks and then received a call that the beds were discontinued. That was just before the courts closed, so, maybe the early arrival of the beds is a signal of things to come. We can hope and pray -- right?
Here are the beds that I chose no one else seems to like them but then they don't have to sleep in them. I chose them for the high headboards 58 inches. I think it is a regal look -- princess in the pea and Tom Thumb on a throne.
I was able to get the other pieces at a furniture store that was going out of buisness. Those pieces came a few weeks ago. I can't wait to see it all together but now I have to try to paint before the beds get here.
Monday, September 15, 2008
It seems the family has stopped hovering around the front door, so here is me at my sixth birthday party. My mother was very big on celebrations like ALL holidays and birthdays. The boys are my cousins and their sister Yolanda is across from me (Of course I am the one with my head tilted back to the sky. The little girl looking over her shoulder is still one of very best friends. Her sister has on the blue dress and our families lived across the street from each other for about 35 years.
This would be sitting on Santa's lap but I cut him out of the picture.
Oh. A couple of people have asked if I straighten my hair. In the pictures I think it looks fuzzy but it is just really just tons of hair to straighten it meant putting water on it and pulling a brush through it or braiding it. Back then my mother used no products (grease for a minute) so that was it. The trick I know today is that if you don't let it COMPLETELY dry you get big frizz. This was before the day of blow dryers but they do the same thing to my hair -- not straighten but frizz.
Here is me with my famous go-go boots. I had them in red, black, blue, and white! Uh...what time is it? It's time to get this court thing moving!
This is just a teaser.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
- Who are his parents and what do they believe or what did they teach him?
- What community was he raised in that allowed him to feel comfortable in his boldness?
- Since he feels the issue is that it should not have been said in public does that mean it is still appropriate in private?
- When your child comes home from school and tells you this was said to him, what will you say?
LaDuca, who previously had called Martin Luther King Jr. a "pariah" and a "fraud," also wrote: "And man, if sayin' someone has large lips is a racial slur, then we're ALL in trouble."
LaDuca said Monday that he regrets posting the comments and understands how they can be construed as racist. "In hindsight, when you read it a second time, it's like, 'oops,'" he said. "It was just a dumb move on my part to make a statement like that public."
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Friday, September 5, 2008
I think it had to have been written for waiting parents so I made it the DJ pick of the week.
Baby, forgive me for making you wait so long. Believe that it's due to my lack of funds. I swear I'm going to find away to get out of here because I want to be where you are.
I got to get to where you are, 'cause I can't stand being apart from you. Just to think of your smile soothes my soul for awhile this is true. I've got to get to where you are, I'll take a bus, plane, train, or car. All I know is that I must find a way to get to where you are.
Oh what a feeling. Oh what a sweet surprise when I am finally starring into your eyes. Maybe tonight I'll hitch a ride and leave everything behind because I want to be where you are.